I'm joining the group in Mexico tomorrow, and I can't believe I'm up this late. Actually, yes I can. There are so many things you forget to do until the last minute...

It seems such a short time ago that I was still living in Somerville and traveled to Colima with the group back in 2008. Actually it doesn't seem that long ago that I picked up the 2006 group from the airport in Boston! Wow, time flies. All the more poignancy it gives to savoring the moments I will get to spend with old friends this coming week. Even with half-decent Spanish, communicating with the kids is sometimes hard, but their joys and frustrations help me come to terms with time, as well. I always feel so rushed at home; everything I do wants its own urgency and importance. But for these kids, time is slower. Sometimes it is endured but many times just enjoyed. But most of all it isn't for something, it just is. I need to experience that again.

REALLY have to go to bed now. The taxi for the airport comes at 4:30am. See you all soon! (realatively speaking...)

Keisa